UPON MY PAGE

You are the glue that binds
The pages to my book, 
The binding force behind
That careful loving look.

You are the pages there, 
With words so very kind, 
Each time they are read
You can read my mind.


You are the ink that writes
Each word so very sweet, 
That flowing graceful
Loving, caring treat.


You are the Cover too
For you can read me well, 
And each time you turn a page, 
I know that you can tell. 


You are the book itself my love, 
You are the heart and soul
You are the reason
That my book  is whole.